Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

"Thank you for bringing me here, Mr. Firenze."

He thanked Firenze politely and walked into the cave.

then...

"Boom!"

The moment he stepped into the cave, Ryan felt dizzy.

In the mist, Ryan seemed to see the scene inside the deep cave.

Glowing rocks and ancient lines are interwoven with mysterious runes.

Just by looking at the rune, Ryan felt as if he was falling.

He seemed to see two beams of light - one very far away from him, and one very close to him.

And finally, he fell into one of the beams of light.

Then, a voice came to his ears.

"Hello, Ryan."

Chapter 60 Prophecy, Reminder and Hermione’s Request for Help!

"Hello, Ryan."

It was an old, wise voice, like that of a kind old man.

Ryan remembered the voice—it belonged to Schomer Hahochma, the centaur prophet.

"You have returned and heard this prophecy...it seems the stars have aligned correctly."

Schomer's voice was light: "Helga asked me to make a prophecy for you, about whether you can get what she left behind."

Then Ryan seemed to hear another voice coming from beside Schomer.

"Time is running out, Schomer—you should stop talking nonsense."

It was a voice he was extremely familiar with.

"Hufflepuff teacher!?"

He almost cried out in surprise, realizing what he was hearing.

It is a prophecy - a prophecy that extends from the past and is passed down to the present day in the river of time.

Ryan even seemed to be able to see the scenes that had happened in the ancient past.

Within the centaur tribe, the gentle Hufflepuff lady stood beside the centaur prophet, urging him on.

"He's my disciple, you don't need to explain so much to him... Of course my little Ryan will understand everything, he's better than anyone else!"

So the centaur prophet did not say anything more.

The deep, solemn voice recited the ancient prophecy.

"As the hunter's arrow pierced the silver sickle, a veil of darkness swept across the ancient forest."

"When heaven and earth meet, the wings of the dead intertwine with pure blood."

"The returning heir will find the seeds of life and usher in greatness."

The prophecy, like the bell of fate, resounded in Ryan's mind.

So when he woke up again, he found himself back outside the cave again.

"Meow!"

The white cat meowed on his shoulder, seeming a little confused.

At this time, the bright moonlight had passed over the rock - the cave on the mountain had disappeared, as if everything was just a dream.

Ryan turned his head and found that Firenze and Olma were still standing not far away.

"How long have you been waiting?"

he asked thoughtfully.

"A thousand years... or two hours."

Olma said calmly.

Ryan nodded—he understood everything.

The centaurs entered the Forbidden Forest with Hufflepuff's permission to protect the prophecy he had just heard.

To this day, they have been guarding it for a thousand years.

"Thank you."

He thanked me sincerely.

"Our ancestors and the stars bear witness to this ancient covenant—so you don't need to thank me."

Olma bowed.

But at this moment, Ryan suddenly thought of the two flashes of light that he had just seen in the cave.

"How many prophecies did Prophet Schomer leave behind?"

So, he asked.

"two."

Olma answered decisively: "One belongs to you, and the other belongs to the centaur."

After hearing this, Ryan did not ask any more questions. Since it was not his prophecy, he naturally had no interest in asking more questions.

"It's time for me to leave."

So he just said.

"of course."

Olma did not refuse.

Then, Ryan rode the centaur Firenze again along the same route and quickly left the centaur tribe.

But before leaving.

"Ryan."

But Firenze stopped him.

The wise centaur with a silver mane said seriously, "You must be careful—darkness lurks in this forest... Be wary of it."

His words immediately reminded Ryan of the traces of the troll he found in the Forbidden Forest.

"...I see."

Ryan nodded to the friendly centaur and turned to leave.

And after he left.

"..."

Firenze stood there, watching Ryan leave.

"You seem confused, Firenze?"

Beside him, Olma stroked the cane in his hand and spoke softly.

"Yes, Great Stargazer."

As for his respected elder and mentor, Firenze certainly had no intention of hiding anything: "The second prophecy of the Prophecy Cave is indeed left to us centaurs, but..."

He spoke in a deep voice, unable to conceal the confusion and worry in his expression.

As the heir chosen by Olma, he will be the 'Great Stargazer' of the next generation of the Centaur tribe.

Firenze was certainly qualified to know what the second prophecy in the cave was.

As Olma said, that was a prophecy left for the centaurs.

But at the same time...

"The content of that terrible prophecy is also closely related to Ryan and the descendants of the Big Four... Why didn't you tell him?"

he asked.

"Not yet, Firenze."

And Olma didn't look at his apprentice.

He just looked up at the sky, at the boundless stars above the clouds.

In the eyes of old horse people, they seem to have invisible tracks.

That is what the horse people pursue, yearn for, and also what they fear.

That is the trajectory of fate.

He looked at a dim star among the stars and emphasized, "It's not time yet."

And the other side.

Ryan, who had left the centaur tribe, was stroking the cat beside him. The cat was sniffing his scent in confusion, as if curious about what had just happened outside the prophecy cave.

"Thank you, your friend was very helpful to me."

Ryan expressed his sincere gratitude to the cat.

Without a doubt, he felt that if it weren't for this cat, he might not have been able to successfully find the centaur tribe on the first night of exploring the Forbidden Forest, and it would be even more impossible for him to get the clue about the treasure left by the Hufflepuff teacher so quickly!

"Meow!"

But after hearing this, the cat tilted its head in confusion.

It meowed and then shook its head.

"...You don't know any centaurs?"

Ryan understood its meaning a little: "Was meeting them tonight just an accident?"

"Meow!"